December〈全英語詞〉

Fading curtains are swaying lightly. The cold breeze coming into my window . Passing time left only the feeling of loss? And told the winter has come. In the grey wind, I thought I ve heard the footsteps of my time. Stretched out my hands, I never, I can never can reach. Short hand, loneliness. Long hand, impatience. So cruel, the seconds leave me. Summer dying by the window, sadly. The remains of the old poster on the wall. Passing time left only the feeling of loss? The rusty sun sets down. In the grey wind, I thought I ve heard the footsteps of my time. Stretched out my hands, I never, I can never can reach. Short hand, loneliness. Long hand, impatience. So cruel, the seconds leave me. Before I had shut my eyes reached the entrance of my dream. Placed my hand on my heart and I listened carefully. And I did, surely did, touched my heartbeat. My time is flowing, can hear, surely, running, beating through my heart. In the grey wind, I thought I ve heard the footsteps of my time. Stretched out my hands, I never, I can never can reach. Short hand, heartbeat. Long hand, tomorrow. Always, the seconds take me. Before I had shut my eyes reached the entrance of my dream. Placed my hand on my heart and I listened carefully. And I did , surely did, touched my heartbeat. My time is flowing, can hear, surely, running, beating through my heart. Time is passing by, through each of the winds, Even if it left my feeling of loss. Making ahead myself that I can I can satisfy. Cause time is left for all in the future.